Lu Yuanfeng nodded.
The fact that even a steward would dare to oppose the diners shows this must be condoned.
Lu Yuanfeng noted this silently.
He checked the time and felt it was about right, said goodbye to the steward, and went out to find Mu Shuangshuang.
By now, Mu Dazhong and the rest of the Old Mu Family had finished their meal.
The four of them ate a whole tub of rice, Mu Xiangxiang ate more than the portions for three people.
The waiter at the restaurant asked Mr. Mu to settle the bill, which came to two taels of silver.
Mr. Mu was stunned.
Two taels of silver, that's enough for a farming family to eat for half a year.
A meal at First-class Residence costs this much?
"Dad, what kind of shady place is this that wants two taels of silver for a meal?" Mu Dazhong shouted loudly.
"Sir, that's not how it goes, our First-class Residence is the best tavern in Qingshan Town.
